He was a pure warrior, with unyielding energy in his bones. Pu Xianwannu had previously claimed in his letter that he would respect Guo Ning as his adoptive father, which really made him extremely despicable. But unexpectedly, Pu Xianwannu now
Even though he was called "father" even though he was far away, he was upgraded from foster father to blood relative?
I have heard for a long time that this monarch managed his civil and military affairs in the same way as father and son, and tribal leaders. He probably wanted to get rid of the weak and flashy style of the Zhongdu court, and trace the savage and vigorous ancestors of the Jurchens, not to mention that his path was
No, he himself can't control so many sons and grandsons. Just look at Pu Xianwannu's appearance at this moment... This guy, this guy is actually a man who speaks his mind. He's not kidding?
Guo Ning was greatly surprised and turned to look at his followers.
The servants were also surprised. Many people couldn't react and opened their mouths wide, as if they were stupid.
However, Pu Sulie was more experienced. He immediately dismounted and pulled the bridle of Guo Ning's war horse: "Commander, Pu Xianxuan, even if it is getting late and the journey is poor, he is the big leader of the Pu Nie tribe east of Puyan River on Haolan Road, which is in the northeast.
Jurchens from the Mainland are determined by their family name! He is talking nonsense, please don’t take it seriously!"
Guo Ning nodded slightly: "He made such shocking remarks just because he wanted an opportunity to have a secret conversation with me and tried to use his words to save the desperate situation."
He thought for a moment and pointed at Pu Sulie: "Pu Sulie, go and pick him up and find a safe place to place this group of people. He said that it is not convenient to see each other for the time being when the troops are in chaos. They will be driven away.
After meeting the Khitan people, I will discuss the subsequent detailed arrangements with him."
Pu Sulie came out suddenly, Guo Ning waved his hand and asked a few men to come over to help.
As a result, despite being blocked, Pu Xianwannu spontaneously shouted: "Father! Guo Jiedu! You need me! The Mongolian army is watching eagerly nearby, and we can't relax! I, Pu Xianwannu, am willing to recruit Xianping for my father.
There are many tribes around the government, and they can gather tens of thousands of people in an instant! Together, father and son, we can defeat Mongolia!"
It was too much for a man who once had a majestic reputation and seemed to have taken over the Northeast to humiliate himself to this extent.
Pu Suliemeng worshiped under the sect of Pu Xianwannu that day, and his identity was the adopted son of his adopted son, and he was a grandson. At that time, almost everyone in the various ministries was like this, and it was customary, so Pusuliemeng didn't think anything of it.
At this moment, seeing Pu Xianwannu claiming to be Guo Ning's son, he suddenly thought that in terms of seniority, he had become Guo Jiedu's great-grandson, which was simply unbearable for him.
But when he saw Pu Xianwannu, who looked calm and sincere, he could only swallow back the harsh words he wanted to say.
The way Pu Sulie hesitated to speak was noticed by Pu Xianwannu, thinking that he was worried about his master's safety.
Pu Xianwannu raised his hand and patted his adopted grandson's shoulder, comforting him: "Pu Sulie, please relax. In any case, the Khitans are gone now. Ding Haijun came all the way and has no foundation in Liaodong.
The foothold is unstable, but He Shi Liehuanduan, Wanyan Chengchong, He Shi Liede and others all have their own strength, which one is easy to compete with?"
Pu Sulie suddenly seemed not to hear anything, stretched out his hand to support Pu Xianwannu, and took him back.
Pu Xianwannu struggled twice, but he was a proud man, and his strength could not be compared to that of a fighting man, so he couldn't help but retreat.
While retreating, he was still chattering: "Whether it is those few who have gained benefits or the reputation, or the court has sent other important generals, the situation in Liaodong is bound to undergo new changes, and it is guaranteed that it will be out of Guo Jieshuai's control.
.What’s more, the Mongolian army is approaching in a moment. Isn’t it enough for Guo Jiedu to fight for a while? He also has to continue to make wedding clothes for others?"
At this point, Pu Xianwannu laughed twice: "Pu Sulie, do you think what I said makes sense? Rather than this, it would be better for Guo Jiedu to recognize my son, Liaodong Xuan
The position of envoy is still held by me. My name is Guo Jiedu's name, and my authority is Guo Jiedu's authority. The relationship between father and son is originally one and two, two and one..."
Pu Sulie only regretted that he did not have a third hand to cover his ears.
He looked at Pu Xianwannu's face. The face that was originally majestic and gloomy was now covered with oil and sweat, with a strange rosiness, and blue veins popped out on his forehead.
Pu Xianwannu noticed the fierce look in Pu Sulie's eyes, and quickly tried his best to reach his neck, close to Pu Sulie and continued: "Are you right? I am completely thinking about Guo Jiedu! Pu Sulie, you have to
Just pass on what I say! After everything is done, I won’t treat you badly! Well, how about I adopt you as my adopted son?”
Pu Xianwannu waved his hand and continued to speak while gasping for breath, spittle spraying on Pu Sulie's face.
"After this battle, Pu Xian and Jiwei were all numb, gray, and clumsy. Bide and the others all died in Huanglonggang. I estimate that Brother Pu Xianbing will take action and eliminate those left behind.
Those in Pingfu have no way of living. That’s just right. You will be my adopted son, and you will be ranked first! It only takes us a month or two to rebuild three or five Meng'an..."
Each of these words became more and more absurd, and Pu Xianwannu's tone was filled with uncontrollable anxiety and hesitation, and he seemed to be worried about gains and losses, as if he really hoped that these crazy words could lure Pu Sulie to violence.
Pu Suliemeng looked at the few people following Pu Xianwannu. They all did not dare to look at Pusuliemeng and only bowed their heads.
Pu Sulie said fiercely: "Pu Xianxuan has gone crazy. Let's find a place and ask him to take a rest."
"I'm not crazy!"
Pu Xianwannu struggled twice dissatisfiedly. He felt Pu Sulie's hand was strong, so he said again and again: "Don't use force! Don't use force! You have something to say!"
The group of people slowly went far away. Since the Khitan army had fled in all directions, there were quite a few empty tents left. They saw Pu Sulie suddenly finding an empty tent, inviting Pu Xianwannu in, and then he took the
The servants were on duty outside.
Zhao Jue couldn't help but said: "This guy is probably crazy?"
Guo Ning nodded, then shook his head.
Who knows? Maybe it was because of the despair of imminent death, maybe because of the ecstasy of being saved from a desperate situation, or maybe Pu Xianwannu was not crazy, but was defeated by the nothing after victory.
The battle was won, but what else did Pu Xianwannu have? He lost his power, his army, and his base. Everything he wanted was in vain. What he relied on was only what he once despised.
In the name of the imperial court.
And in order to keep this name, what can he give in exchange? Perhaps for him, the only thing he has is his own face? Maybe he thinks that facing the threat of the Mongols, Guo Ning must control the vast area of Liaodong as soon as possible
, cannot do without his assistance.
But he was completely wrong.
Guo Ning does not need the vast land in Liaodong. Of course, it would not be bad if he gets a small piece or two. But in the final analysis, he is here to do business and make money.
As for the Mongols…
Guo Ning shook his head and said to Zhao Jue: "I thought Muhuali's men would not come."
Zhao Jue was taking some salt from the small leather bag on the back of the saddle and feeding it to the horse.
Hearing what Guo Ning said, he was slightly startled and then nodded.
"That's right. If Muhuali's troops were nearby, Kete Ge and other Mongolian families wouldn't have to be so anxious when attacking Heshi Liehuanduan. And the fact that they are so hasty in using their troops proves that their troops are limited and they have no backup.
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After the war horse finished eating the salt, he licked Zhao Jue's palm and snorted, indicating that he wanted more.
Zhao Jue stretched out his hand, a little lost in thought: "So, where is Mu Huali?"
Guo Ning thought for a long time, but felt that he had no clue. He immediately called Ni Yi: "I ordered all the troops to stop fighting, pursue ten miles, and turn back to camp."
As Ni Fang left, heavy footsteps approached, and it turned out that it was He Shi Liehuanduan who came to pay his respects.
"Guo Jiedu!" Heshi Liehuan came forward and pointed with his hand: "Look over there!"
In that direction, a group of men and horses were coming slowly with banners like a forest.
"That is?"
"The female general at the front of the cavalry is Aruzhen, the daughter of Marshal Wanyan Chengchong who stayed in Beijing. The black-armored general beside her is He Shiliehuande, the defense envoy of Zhaozhou." Heshi Liehuanduan looked at Guo Ning's expression.
: "Guo Jiedu, do you want to see them? Or..."
Heshi Liehuanduan naturally knew that Guo Ning and the imperial court were not on the same page, and that his coming to Liaodong was not motivated by the imperial court. He came to inquire now, which was really considerate and self-aware.
Guo Ning laughed twice and was thinking about Pu Xianwannu.
"By the way, Commander He Shilie, Pu Xianwan Nu came to see me just now."
"Hey! This guy is not dead yet? What will happen to him?"
"From what he said, he wanted to continue being the envoy of Xuanfu in Liaodong. Therefore, he really called me father several times in front of the public, so that I, Guo, could control Liaodong from behind the scenes."
"Is he still thinking about the official position of Xuanfu?"
Heshi Liehuanduan couldn't help but curse after hearing the first half of the sentence. When Guo Ning finished the sentence, he lowered his head and thought for a while, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
"Guo Jiedu, what do you mean?"
Guo Ning Sharan: "Haha, I want to hear what Heshi Liedutong thinks first."
Heshi Liehuanduan was silent for a moment, listening to the fighting that was still happening near and far away, and from time to time, the shouts of orders to kneel down and surrender filled his ears.
On that day, Guo Ning and He Shi Liehuanduan sent troops to Xianping Prefecture together, flying the banner of Fuzhou along the way. Therefore, Pu Xianwannu had previously said in his letter asking for help that he was willing to recommend He Shi Liehuanduan as the Xuanfu envoy to Liaodong.
In this regard, Heshi Liehuanduan said that he was unmoved, but that would be a lie. In the past few years, what he has been thinking about day and night is to control Liaodong to serve the imperial court? If not for this goal, he and Guo Ning would join hands What to do?
As a result, Pu Xianwannu regretted it as soon as he escaped.
With Pu Xianwannu's virtue, this is unavoidable. After all, the official position is a real official position and cannot be faked. It is still easy and happy to recognize his father. And a smart man like Pu Xianwannu can definitely see that He Shi Liehuanduan Between Guo Ning and Guo Ning, who is stronger?
After a moment, Heshi Liehuanduan said in a deep voice: "Guo Jiedu, you said that you are a loyal minister of Dajin. The victory of this war depends on your troops. So, whatever you think, I will do it." manage."
"Then, please ask the envoy He Shilie to visit Pu Xianwannu first."
"Guo Jiedu, what do you mean?"
Heshi Liehuanduan noticed the change in Guo Ning's name for him. There was more and more sweat on his forehead.
Guo Ning smiled and said calmly: "I think Pu Xianwannu is crazy, so he talks nonsense. If he goes crazy, it will be very bad if he hurts himself."
This sentence is filled with murderous intent.
Heshi Liehuanduan hesitated for a moment, then tightened his grip on his sword and strode forward.
